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Near Poughkeepsie, N.Y., Thurs., Sept. 24, 1925	PART IV
PART IV	Egypt, Pa., Mon., Sept. 28, 1925

Egypt, Pa.
Sat., Sept. 26, 1925

Our Poughkeepsie camp was so charming that we played around till almost 11 o'clock before crossing the ferry to New Paltz.
Delaware Water Gap was a great disappointment. Hot dog stands spoiled every site, forcing us to camp way down in the valley on the far side.
The country in this part of Pennsylvania, though, is fascinating, steep hills like green chocolate drops, little toy villages hidden in narrow valleys down each of which runs a brook and a road. At the frequent crossings the long Dutch names can hardly squeeze into the signboards. Formal brick or stone houses are softened with lacy iron railings and fences. One fence, realistically painted green and brown, was made to look like a privet hedge, another resembled a grapevine growing on a trellis.
We pitched our tent on the top of a hill where we could see in all four directions, but there is no brook, so we have to lug water from the not-too-far-away house. Mrs. Baer, the farmer's wife, and her three little girls, came to see us this morning, bringing carrots and cabbages.
Bill is very much interested in the stock of Giant Portland Cement and has come here to look over the plant.

Near Poughkeepsie, N.Y., Thurs., Sept. 24, 1925	PART IV
PART IV Diary Index	Egypt, Pa., Mon., Sept. 28, 1925

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